san diego
coors ampitheater
sunday october 2nd
ive seen alot of green day shows. im about to see alot more. the san diego show was the first in our green day marathon.
BABYS FIRST ROCK SHOW
we had seats for this show. good seats. but seats.
its awkward in the rows of seats. confining your rocking out to the twelve inches of space around you. we were on the end of the row, and i got slightly trampled. billie joe always invites people to run down onto the floor, and those people trampled me. aparantly only fat guys run down when billie joe calls to them. dorian got all secret service and dove over in front of me. im not sure if his plan was to guard me or to attack them, but its nice to know that the instinct is there. we have seats again in new mexico, so we'll have to wait till phoenix to discover the joys of general admission.
ALL I KNOW IS THAT I DONT KNOW
its a well known fact that the band always invites kids from the audience onstage with them when they play knowledge. they get a drummer, a bass player and a guitar player.
in fact, ive often thought of learning to play knowledge on the guitar. i dont really need to learn how to play the guitar, i just need to learn one song. then, i can lie and say ive been playing for years and no one would never know the difference.
why havent i dont that yet? well, first off, im lazy. and secondly, i dont want billie joe and i to build the foundation of our relationship on lies.
right.
so. this time, the kid they picked to play the drums didnt work out. after tre smacked him on the head one too many times they threw him offstage uncerimoniously and some old guy from back stage in a white t-shirt took over.
the girl they picked to play the bass, they said she was a girl at least... she did run up and kiss billie joe, but im sure that was the only female/male contact shes ever had, anyway, she also got kicked offstage after she couldnt quite play bass. another older guy... also in a white t-shirt... took over for her.
obviously those two didnt share my brilliant plan and never learned to play knowledge.
...or instruments.
the kid he picked to play guitar was actually pretty good. so he got to stay.
but the song fell apart. every other time ive seen them the kids they got onstage to play did a great job and they finished the song. and everyone screamed like crazy and we all felt a little bit closer, like we were all in it together.
not this time. this time we, the kids-the band-and the audience, were all singing a different tune. literally. billie joe couldnt even sing the last verse because no one was playing together. i bet it happens alot. but its the first time ive seen it. i hope the kids in new mexico are a little bit more savvy. i know i know, the odds are slim.
BABYS FIRST CONCERT CTD...
everyone at the show was either very old or way way too young. and generally the way too old were there to escort the way too young.
if you bringing a 7 year old to a rock concert, you are an asshole.
you are ruining it for the rest of us.
and, id like to add, that i didnt get to go to a punk show until i was 16. and i certianly would have been properly humiliated to have my parents bring me to a green day concert.
where have our standards gone? have we no pride? does no one remember the rules of concert going?
well, let me remind you of a few of the cheif principals:
a) dont bring your 7 year old, asshole
b) dont ever allow yourself to be seen with your parents
c) you can NOT wear the t-shirt of the band you are there to see. no green day shirt at the green day show. its not proper. its not done. you can wear a band t-shirt only if it advertises a band that proves you are legit. so, you can wear an op ivy shirt to the green day show. you can wear a rancid t-shirt to the green day show. you can wear an n*sync t-shirt to the green day show, but only if you are the sort of person who exhudes irony.
the only exception to this rule is if the green day shirt you were to wear was advertising a tour that was so long ago that it proves you are a real, old school fan.
the worst thing you can do is wear a t-shirt you bought at the swag shack earlier that night.
d) please use deoderant. thats a good rule in every situation.
SHE HOLDS MY MALA KITE SO TIGHT
they played 2,000 light years away. none of the children or old people knew the words. that was satisfying. fuck you, i thought. you should leave in shame. the followed it up with wake me up when september ends and all the children who stood silent during 2,000 light years away suddenly sprang to life with giggles and held their cell phones high. then they were quiet again when the band played she, one of my favorite songs. and again, their shame was delicious.
WHO ARE THE CHAMPIONS?
...we are the champions.
i realized that dorian and I know the green day show. we know it like you know your favorite sit-coms formula. in every episode of friends phoebe says something weird. in every episode of seinfeld george does something awkward. at every green day show they play king for a day, followed by shout. they end with we are the champions. the band leaves the stage. billie joe stands alone and plays time of your life. and its the best. and im in love. and i want to have ten million of his babies. and, most of all, i cant wait to see it again on tuesday.
k.
i hold my breath and close my eyes and dream about her
because shes 2,000 light years away
sunday october 2nd
ive seen alot of green day shows. im about to see alot more. the san diego show was the first in our green day marathon.
BABYS FIRST ROCK SHOW
we had seats for this show. good seats. but seats.
its awkward in the rows of seats. confining your rocking out to the twelve inches of space around you. we were on the end of the row, and i got slightly trampled. billie joe always invites people to run down onto the floor, and those people trampled me. aparantly only fat guys run down when billie joe calls to them. dorian got all secret service and dove over in front of me. im not sure if his plan was to guard me or to attack them, but its nice to know that the instinct is there. we have seats again in new mexico, so we'll have to wait till phoenix to discover the joys of general admission.
ALL I KNOW IS THAT I DONT KNOW
its a well known fact that the band always invites kids from the audience onstage with them when they play knowledge. they get a drummer, a bass player and a guitar player.
in fact, ive often thought of learning to play knowledge on the guitar. i dont really need to learn how to play the guitar, i just need to learn one song. then, i can lie and say ive been playing for years and no one would never know the difference.
why havent i dont that yet? well, first off, im lazy. and secondly, i dont want billie joe and i to build the foundation of our relationship on lies.
right.
so. this time, the kid they picked to play the drums didnt work out. after tre smacked him on the head one too many times they threw him offstage uncerimoniously and some old guy from back stage in a white t-shirt took over.
the girl they picked to play the bass, they said she was a girl at least... she did run up and kiss billie joe, but im sure that was the only female/male contact shes ever had, anyway, she also got kicked offstage after she couldnt quite play bass. another older guy... also in a white t-shirt... took over for her.
obviously those two didnt share my brilliant plan and never learned to play knowledge.
...or instruments.
the kid he picked to play guitar was actually pretty good. so he got to stay.
but the song fell apart. every other time ive seen them the kids they got onstage to play did a great job and they finished the song. and everyone screamed like crazy and we all felt a little bit closer, like we were all in it together.
not this time. this time we, the kids-the band-and the audience, were all singing a different tune. literally. billie joe couldnt even sing the last verse because no one was playing together. i bet it happens alot. but its the first time ive seen it. i hope the kids in new mexico are a little bit more savvy. i know i know, the odds are slim.
BABYS FIRST CONCERT CTD...
everyone at the show was either very old or way way too young. and generally the way too old were there to escort the way too young.
if you bringing a 7 year old to a rock concert, you are an asshole.
you are ruining it for the rest of us.
and, id like to add, that i didnt get to go to a punk show until i was 16. and i certianly would have been properly humiliated to have my parents bring me to a green day concert.
where have our standards gone? have we no pride? does no one remember the rules of concert going?
well, let me remind you of a few of the cheif principals:
a) dont bring your 7 year old, asshole
b) dont ever allow yourself to be seen with your parents
c) you can NOT wear the t-shirt of the band you are there to see. no green day shirt at the green day show. its not proper. its not done. you can wear a band t-shirt only if it advertises a band that proves you are legit. so, you can wear an op ivy shirt to the green day show. you can wear a rancid t-shirt to the green day show. you can wear an n*sync t-shirt to the green day show, but only if you are the sort of person who exhudes irony.
the only exception to this rule is if the green day shirt you were to wear was advertising a tour that was so long ago that it proves you are a real, old school fan.
the worst thing you can do is wear a t-shirt you bought at the swag shack earlier that night.
d) please use deoderant. thats a good rule in every situation.
SHE HOLDS MY MALA KITE SO TIGHT
they played 2,000 light years away. none of the children or old people knew the words. that was satisfying. fuck you, i thought. you should leave in shame. the followed it up with wake me up when september ends and all the children who stood silent during 2,000 light years away suddenly sprang to life with giggles and held their cell phones high. then they were quiet again when the band played she, one of my favorite songs. and again, their shame was delicious.
WHO ARE THE CHAMPIONS?
...we are the champions.
i realized that dorian and I know the green day show. we know it like you know your favorite sit-coms formula. in every episode of friends phoebe says something weird. in every episode of seinfeld george does something awkward. at every green day show they play king for a day, followed by shout. they end with we are the champions. the band leaves the stage. billie joe stands alone and plays time of your life. and its the best. and im in love. and i want to have ten million of his babies. and, most of all, i cant wait to see it again on tuesday.
k.
i hold my breath and close my eyes and dream about her
because shes 2,000 light years away
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